Words Left Unsaid...

There she was sitting at the coffee-table by the window watching the drizzling outside and sipping her favourite Orange-Hazelnut coffee... Just the way ‘HE’ liked it... Strong, Rich and Smoother...

She kept staring at her mobile practically after every minute wondering why is there no buzz from him? Not an sms, not a call, not a whatsapp even??..Is he ok? Did he reach the airport? Has he boarded the flight?  It had been 4 hours, Aryan had left home for airport since he was going to Delhi from Bombay..

She wanted to make a call and confirm his well being but then she recalled what happened 6 hours back and shooed her thought away...

6 hours back...

Aryan and Smriti both woke up on their usual times as their alarm clocks chimed.. It had been a stereotype life for them since 5 years, right from the day they got married... Or may be night! .. On the marriage night itself, Aryan confessed to Smriti that he had married her just succumbed to parental pressure and so could not heartily give her a designation of a wife... If things work out over a period of time its fine else the life's gonna be a compromise for both of them till they have their last breathe in their hand..

Smriti was startled.. It was as if his voice was a knife slicing her into two. However she never failed to perform her duties or daily chores as a wife and yet managing to smile in front of the world...

Life for them was just like any other time-table that one followed.... Of course, Smriti being a female was emotional and had thought many times tried to talk to Aryan and even fell for him.. She thought eventually she might win Aryan’s heart and his love as well..But Aryan was a stubborn and highly practical guy.. who would either talk about business or the food that she had cooked or give her money to buy things and cut short the matter... He believed he was giving her everything by providing all the materialistic comforts...

 That day, once they woke up... They had their daily chores done.. And all of a sudden, Aryan announced that he was leaving for Delhi.. He had some important business work.. Smriti did not utter a word...It was their Marriage Anniversary....She wanted to go and hug him and give him surprises and wanted to recieve the same just like any other wife.. But was scared of Aryan's harsh-face and stone-heart.. She had a belief in the silent corner of her heart that may be he might recall it before he boards his flight and might cancel and return back or might be just sms before he boards..or just a whats app…

Current Moment..

She was looking at the phone unwinkingly, and waiting for it to just beep once... However it was in vain..It had already been 4 hours that he had left and he might have boarded the flight as well..

Smriti resumed herself back to the daily routine..She had completed all of her work..And so she decided to rest for a while and entertain her ownself by herself by watching T.V. which was her daily routine since her days mostly wrapped up in emptiness.. She was surfing the T.V. channels randomly... And all of a sudden she was shuddered the moment she saw the news channel...

The Breaking news section flashing on the bottom most part of the screen had the news that read- "The flight that had took off from Mumbai To Delhi has got CRASHED.. No passengers are expected to survive.."

She was frozen..She went numb..Her body and senses both went blank...She felt it was the harshest blow that the fate had given her... Before she could understand anything and feel the ground below her feet and face the reality, she fainted and fell to the ground...

When she resumed her consciousness by the knocking at the door, it already had been 1 hour passed..She was stretched out supine on the marble floor.. She tried to take a deep breath but she felt no air in the room… She re-collected in her memory- the flow of incidents.. She still prayed and wished it to be a nightmare that she might have seen in her 1 hour deep slumber... And again the door bell rang…

She felt a deep void inside which she knew now never would be filled up..  She rushed to the bathroom to wash her face.. but she could barely walk..With great difficulty she managed to drag herself her to the bathroom..She saw her reflection in the mirror..Her dark circles, her dried lips, her pale cheeks, her red swollen eyes, her turned down mouth and a face devoid of any hope..She hated everything about herself...She wanted to dissolve into tears but instead she splashed cold water onto her face..

She wanted to scream and tell him -

“Although he never talked sweetly to her, but even his business conversations were her favourite harmony..

Although he never noticed her, but when their eyes met in good morning and good nite greeting, she used to get drowned there for a moment,

Although he was stone at heart, and never expressed his emotions, her heart melted every moment for him....

Although he never really checked her out... but those quick glances that they exchanged on dining tables meant the world to her..”

It all atleast kept her alive... Gave her a reason to live.. It gave her a hope with every rising sun that may be this day would be better than yesterday and things may change..

But now the candle of hope had extinguished forever... It was too late.. It was all over now.. She regretted to the core..

She questioned her ownself... - "Why could not  I have messaged him if he dint wish? Why did not I remind him if he forgot? Why did not I take the initiative? Was he stubborn or I? Was I also being like him? Was ego more than the relation itself?"

Just when she was lost in the hurricane of questions and answers, the door bell rang again.....

Fogged in her brain, she still expected that it to be Aryan..She ran at the fastest pace to open the door..

When, she opened the door, she was startled at the visual that she saw.. A delivery boy was standing in front of her carrying a bouquet of 60 roses.. And a note and a letter attached to it..

The note read-

"Happy Anniversary.. 5 years .. 12 months in each year.. turns out to be 60 months.. So here's a rose for each month..

Regards

-Aryan"

She kneeled on the floor... Crying and sobbing... She wanted to curl up and die... The nerves in her body beat up hard against her skin.. It was as if her body had turned inside out, leaving her hollowed out..

And all of a sudden, she realized she had a letter in her hand too....

To be continued....

(wait for what the letter says)

P.S. - As I always say, Please value the person when he/she's alive rather than regret for not having said after they are gone... U might lose the person but the Regression stays for lifetime..Express ur emotions to ur loved ones before they become a faint Memory..  Take a step forward..

Tamanna - A craving

There I was upset with my life...Seating on the back seat of the car and heading to a doctor's clinic for a regular check up.. All through the way i had been thinking about a how I had been handling my life since a year... My health getting worse.. My emotions getting marred...The things and people i lost.. A tear rolled down my cheek seeing the frailty of my emotions...And all of a sudden i was quivered by the short brake that my driver made at the traffic signal...

Looking out of the window at the yellow street lights from the pane of the car-window, all of a sudden i was nudged on the elbow.. i sneaked out the window to see where did i feel the nudge from?...And i saw a girl-child who might not be more than 4 years old begging in her torn clothes and shabby appearance.. She could not even speak properly.. I ignored at first and looked away, thinking that these are just the tricks of the elder beggars to get the alms out of the passengers.. and thought of rolling up the glass of the window.. I wiped off the tears that had emerged into my eyes few minutes back with a soft tissue paper on my car-deck.....But after sometime I again felt a nudge..

She didnt move an inch from there.. looking at me with those innocent needy black eyes...which glistened more in the yellow lights... It was as if some spell in her eyes that dint make me roll up the windows.. Her hand was still held out... waiting for me to give her something expectantly..

I tried to find out but could not find her parents anywhere nearby.. Her stature made it appear that she was just 4 years old....a girl if was in school should be in Jr.Kg. (as per the new rules).. Kiddos in Jr. Kg are not even able to speak properly 1 sentence even when they are attending the nicest school..and this one was an uneducated little soul... and that too lost in the hushing n rushing traffic in peak hours..

I asked the driver to take the car by the foot path.. I called her there and asked her name.. She got scared enough to tell her name.. But when i pampered her ruffled hair...She spoke out with great difficulty - "Tamanna".. I was pleased to hear the name which also is a synonym to the word "craving".. Craving or Longing for love, care, food, money, education, luxuries or may be life????

She looked pale and exhausted.. as if every inch of her tiny body was complaining of the pain...I bought her a full platter of dinner from a nearby stall and a bottle of water as well.. I stood there till she completed it...She gobbled it up all as if she had been hungry since a week and i enjoyed watching her enjoying every small bite with great adoring expressions...

Once she finished it all.. I just asked her where was her home so that i could drop her by.. She showed me the footpath saying- "This entire road belongs to me..I can sleep anywhere I want..".. All of a sudden a smile curled up on my lips listening to her innocent answer.... All i could reply her was - "U have got a bigger bed than mine.."

I asked her about her parents.. because i still felt she was too tiny to handle her ownself alone...She said - "I am all by myself.. Whoever comes and stays and sleeps here with me .. may it be a kid or an adult is my friend... Parents I dont know..."

I was moved by the answer.. I was all of a sudden feeling a clump in my throat.. I cleared off the throat and asked her - "You have more friends than i have...How do u manage yourself alone?"

The reply she gave put me into shame.. She replied - "Memsaab, u cry when u feel lonely and can't handle.. We are used to it... For me, its an every day thing and we dont have those papers with us for tears.. We dont even wipe it off .. They dry up eventually" (She meant soft tissues)

I could not believe the reply i heard from a girl who was supposed to be in Jr. Kg. but is on streets..hardly 4 years old...I have never heard such replies from any 4-year kid even in the best school of the city.. I felt touched and decided to leave the place saying - "U indeed r luckier than me.. Do u wish to study?" .. Thinking she might have an ambition in life as well...Just like any other kid .. may be she might want to be this or that...

Her reply was - "I dont want all that mess in my life...So that after lots of years i sit in a big car under the yellow lights and cry .. I am happy here ...What is the difference between crying in a car or crying on footpath??.. "

I was speechless and had no reply to her question.. It was tough to accept that a 4 year old kid defeated me in rapid-fire round...I thought i should stop the conversation right there.. because it was making me feel more embarrassed... I just gave her a chocolate to end the meeting and started to move with a fast pace...All of a sudden I heard a shout and i turned around...She came to me running ... and told me with full innocent smile - "Memsaab.. Thank you.. and take care of urself... Can i sing a song for you? I will not charge you.."

I felt a chill run through my spine. I allowed her to mumble few lines... With broken lyrics in her sweet innocent voice she sang - "Tujhse Naraaz Nahin Zindagi ...Heraan Hoon Mein.. Tere Masoom Sawalon se Pareshan Hoon Mein...."... I felt goosebumps since that happens to be my favourite song. ... I  hugged her and reciprocated her cares ..... And sat in my car.. She waved me 'bye-bye' till my car was out of sight.. 

On the way, driver asked me - "Where shall i take u m'am?"

I said - "Take a U-Turn.. I wanna go home.. No need of doctor anymore.."


While coming back.. I was again lost into my thoughts.. I could not get "Tamanna" out of my mind...This time I felt contented and happy. .. Life felt complete... And I decided to accept the Life as it comes.. It was the best counselling I ever had in my Life... My Craving - Tamanna got satisfied...

May be Angels of God gave me enough warning signs to make me understand a Moral for Life -
"Be contented with whatever u have..U will surely get what u Deserve and not Desire.. That too Not soon but Eventually..."

I ignored those signs...  And thereby God Sent This L'il Angel "Tamanna" to Make me Understand... 

Thank You Candy-Bar Angel

There I was alone fighting my secret Battle with depression… Several words, incidents and emotions haunted me that neither could I Express nor could I Suppress…

It was a feeling like standing on the top of the cliff on the edge, neither having guts to fall and the same time not wanting to  a U-turn or get down.. So I stood there in the scorching heat at 12 p.m. where sun was showering its tantamount heat and yet caught in the arms of cold with my legs shaking and body shivering.. This is how I exactly felt every moment..

I felt a void inside…I felt my life was very much like Black hole in the galaxy .. Devoided completely of light and yet very deep..At times, I would feel, I wish I could grab a stranger’s hand, drag her to a bench and tell my catharsis.. But even when there were ears, I could not formulate a word..  Sometimes I felt like going to a vacant place and go and scream aloud and cry aloud whatever pain was there in my heart since a long time..

I know I have the most loving family and best set of friends and an angel…but then what had sent me to the cliff at the first place.. I felt like a baby parrot not caged, but feathers cut, limping and wounded.. The cuts I felt were so deep and hard that I doubted that would time be the healing for it..?? I wanted to fly high in the sky, reach the heights but I was not that talented to fly with broken wings. I was scared to even make a try to fly looking at the darkness of the abyss.. May be because when last time I was there I had an angel, that God had sent me, who grabbed my hand and assured that I could fly even with broken wings… May be that angel was missing..  May be that assurance was missing..

I thought of disappearing to a place since my thoughts were marred..Felt impetuously like going to a Wonderland where everything would be innocuous and copasetic..  Wanted to be Alice about whom I had  heard in my childhood  but Life is not a Fairy Tale…  And it ain’t very easy as it seems because it requires a very strong heart to give up on ur loved ones and disappear.. and I have a namby-pamby one.. My emotions had festered… I felt like a water lily left in the sun for long… Felt like a wilted leaf that hinges on to the twig with the last hope…

I tried to come down from the cliff and take a U-turn and water the wilted water-lily all over again..

I tried to look for the words but saw them fading away… I glowed a Torch into the dark corners of my room every night and dug down to the silt..  Looking for the alphabets that might have dropped or that might have been buried in emails or letters..

And there, Half-buried in the slime, I found them with a sound of chime…

Carefully, I dug out each letter out to the World only to discover that they spell out just one word..

And the word is W.R.I.T.E..

Finally I discovered the word and wrote today after ages..

However, today I am still on the cliff waiting for that lost assurance..and the hands that hold my finger and teach me to fly again..But at times I feel is it an illusion that am dreaming of or waiting of because an angel once taught me that neediness is over- dependency .. Make urself so strong and equipped to never get into a downhill situation..

When I was a kid, I used to fall sick frequently and it was a normal routine for my parents to travel back and forth to the hospital and even today the story remains the same.. *embarrassed*

There was an episode where I had to be given an injection on my back and of course being a kid I was terribly afraid of that long syringe and even today the story remains the same. Before the doctor used to  get his needles ready, he used to start a simple conversation such as ''What's your name?''  and all the personal details that we fill up as personal details today in any form… and then he jumped to '' what you wanted to be when you grow up?''

While I was there, having a silent war on my mind whether to answer Doctor or Lawyer or Teacher, he was already done with that shot on my back. Then, all that followed was a complete silence except for that 'Ouch' sound from my mouth.

Today when I think about it, I wonder how carefully he distracted me from the pain by diverting my thoughts to wander somewhere else. Of course before I left the room, he gave me some candy bars that's more than enough to take away all the pain in the world.

 The point is I don't remember the doctor's face or his name. I don't even remember how painful the OUCH was, but till today I can never forget those candies and the child-like grin on my face.

After 15 long years, An angel did the same thing in my life..No matter how much I was hurt .. No matter what all happened in Life.. And no matter what ups and downs came and went… She gave me those candies in form of her teachings… I don’t remember how she distracted from the pain.. I don’t remember even a single pain but all I remember is her teachings… because those are my most favourite candies at the moment.. That can heal any pain in the world..

I am totally concentrating on those candies and distracting myself from the pains and frustration and that doesn’t mean I am running away… Of course, I am still on the cliff but I have decided to sit cross legged on the floor of the cliff and concentrate on the breath taking view from here. This time I am set with a blanket and a tent. I'm not happy nor sad, I'm just contended and grateful for all the little things that I'm having right now especially the candies that my angel gives me.. I have complete faith in them that they will heal me and bring my child-like grin back..

I admit that my life wasn't shaping the way I want it to be, at times I wish I could hold the key to my own destiny. Perhaps, as the saying goes..'we cannot change the cards we are dealt, just how we play the hand' would be appropriate to be made as a reference in my book called life. 

Who knows one day, maybe I will be able to forget the pain and all I could remember was those tiny small victories in the form of candy bars..

One more thing, you don't always get a chance to stand on top of a cliff ....balance urself and enjoy the view from there….with a cuppa coffee and a candy bar! 

P.S. Thank you God for the Candy-Bar Angel in my Life… Please Never let her drift away…!!

Passionate Eyes..!!

The Depth in these Eyes

Has the caliber to reach the Heights of the Skies..

They carry a Determined Vision..

Which no Human can ever Reason...

The way these Eyes Twinkle...

Makes escape any worry-full Wrinkle..

The Sight they have is beyond Imaginations..

The Life they have is beyond Limitations...

The Tenderness of the Care they Possess..

It means a more than a Mother's Caress...

The look in Anger - that's Stern...

Can make a Soul and Heart Burn..

The Love when showered through their Glint..

Words are not required, Eyes give a Hint..

These Eyes that carry lot of hidden Pain...

In the lonely moments, they Rain...

Still they are the Eyes of Determined Vision..

They have Experienced the Life with all the Precision and Passion...!!

Who gave Life to Whom?

P.S. - Dedicated to all the Mothers Who Once Preferred Daughters Over Guys and Specially who "Adopted" Daughters...

Chilly winter breeze and out for a jog
I saw her twirling around in the fog...
A small cute teddy glued by her side
But she seemed sooo lonely from my sight..

I felt to have seen her in my dreams..
And thought of having her at any cost..
Was she just a shadow I was chasing,
Or could she be a lil angel that I've lost..?

While she sat quietly on the bench giving me a pleading stare..
Lost in her own world playing with the bubbles in the air..
Papers signed and she was mine..
I felt the paradise on the earth when our hugs intervined..

People claimed that I gave her a new life...
But they were too blind to see that indeed I owe her my whole life

And now..
I have a house, but she'll make it home..
I have words, but she'll make it a tome
I am wealthy, but she'll make me rich
Just to a smile on my face, she goes an extra inch..

I am a woman and she'll make me mother..
Life will pass in this way, caring for each other..
Our lives were tiny buds, which have now fully bloomed..
Its really tough to say Who has given Life to Whom???????

P.P.S. - Any Answers Anyone??? Who gave life to whom?????

Parting is NOT a Sweet Sorrow

Has Anyone Ever Made a Silent Escape Outta ur Life… ??? Without Giving Any Explanation???

She stood there waiting…Shattered… Broken… She stood on the same crossroads for months thinking what went wrong??  She dint utter a word ever but her thoughts penned down…

What went wrong?? What just went wrong?? Why this sudden blow??? What made you do this??.. When a relation was/is built, 2 persons are involved.. then while breaking and walking away why only 1 decides..

You looked at me with your watering eyes that day… That’s when I felt that this was about to end…. I was frozen at that moment… My heart raced fast and my mind had a Hurricane of Thoughts… Worse than “Sandy in USA”…. I knew something was coming up that would make my heart sink and fragile…

But u dint say a word.. U just hugged me with all ur warmth and affection and let me go…!! I wanted to scream and tell you that pls don’t give up on me.. Don’t give up on anything for what u have hold on for so long..  But you walked away without even explaining me.. without even uttering a word to me.. without even letting me know.. Not even a last good bye…

You walked away and I could barely breathe… I turned around and fell on my knees….I am shivering as the truth is settling… That Ur Tomorrow has Nothing to Do with me.. Its Urs and Only Urs…!! I have no place in that.. not even a small microscopic…

I feel shattered.. I feel bitter.. I feel sad.. I feel hurt…These emotions come like a tidal wave.. One minute I am all OK.. Other minute it just hits me and sees me breakdown into yet another series of relentless tears… I cant eat and I cant sleep.. As I lay awake, I get lost in series of questions which I need to be answered… But instead .. Here I myself ask and myself answer all the possible multiple choices.. and also choose the best alternative as per my assumption and yet not satisfied…!!  The pain of watching you walk away without even a single word or the fact that you never even consider looking back has made me shatter… But still all I am concerned is r u ok????

Its so tough to accept that someone u knew thoroughly, have shared 24 hrs with.. is all gone in just a fraction of a second without uttering a word.. Was it not necessary for me to know???  Even if you would have told me the reason to go away ,I would have pleaded you to stay but then would have let you go coz all I desired was ur happiness.. Atleast that would have given me a feeling of contentment….instead of a betrayal… You had all the rights to move on and I respect that but wasn’t just informing a duty??? It wud have lessened my pain coz atleast I knew the reason… Atleast I had peace of mind… Atleast I wud not have passed countless sleepless nites finding of the answers of all the permutations and combinations of What, Why, Where, How???

You are already gone and I cant even see your shadow…  I thought u were with me all the time.. forever.. I miss everything about you every second…

The memories are like dew drops..Sinking and blending with my tears…

And My Heart is Now in Bits and Fears…

No more Expectations and No More Hopes

Coz I have untied all the Ropes…

All the doors are shut

As if my Wings you’ve Cut..

I am limping and wounded

Our memories are grounded

The cuts are deep and hard

For the walls there is no guard

Sand is slipping outta my hand..

Lost the moment for a band…

Wish we had together a Last Stance

As Life May not Give us a Second Chance

I m still standing at the same crossroads waiting for ur return.. I m picking up the pieces of pain..

I still aspire that you will come back..

You will heal this pain deep within my Heart.. Wipe the Tears that Fall from my Eyes.. And Glue the Pieces of my Glass-like Heart and Mend this all again…!!

I still hold those memories with tight-lipped silence.. As the breeze sweeps my hair, winter again takes me back with you. Flashes of your smile that made my eyes go small.. And with that innocence when you look at me, I let my heart change its rhythm just for you…!

However, although I m still wandering on the same crossroads with same thoughts every single second.. I am not paused in life.. I walk with you, I drive with you, I work with you.. I relive my Today with you…  Coz I know you..I know even you are not happy… then what made you do so??  We have had fought with one another many a times, but then we have patched up every time with much more affection than before..!!

This strong storming force of silence fills me with aloneness and the sound of its gloominess takes me to an alien world from where I can never return. The sound of this silence is so audible to my deaf ears that I can no more hear the shouts of the past and I dig more into the hollowness of nothingness. The resonance of my breathing wakes me up from my silence and I regret this act of respiration that keeps me alive.

To all of you.. Have you ever experienced someone walking outta ur Life without saying a word…?? Does it hurt more?? Or explaining and leaving with mutual understanding hurts more?? I guess the former one..  Even if you wish to walk out of someone’s Lyf.. Pls make the person understand and then leave.. coz u might just walk away and not turn back.. and when u turn back u myt have lost the person forever..!!  And understand the storm of questions and answers that person undergoes… just coz u walked away.. If u can explain ur good-bye nothing better than that…Walk away.. Move on.. coz u have all d ryts.. But leave an explanation and pacify a heart, a mind and a soul and then leap forward..!! 

For Once, I disagree with Shakespeare as he said “Parting is such a Sweet Sorrow…!!”… No its not… Especially when the Good-byes are not explained… It makes a person hollow and traumatized and he/she wastes their lifetime finding all the possible answers..!!

Yaa.. When a relationship requires an approval of 2 people to get built than while breaking and walking why only 1 decides??? And that too he/she thinks that its better for both??? How??? What if the other ones does not need that "better" stuff.. but wants those Best Memroies... Think about it...!! 

December - A Month of _______?

Aha…!! The Month of December is here… The Baby Pink Chilly Weather is in…. And the fog, as my other article says its calm n serene, has begun to make it presence felt every morning…!!

I was just sitting on the swing.. watching things around me on today’s early foggy morning… And I just thought … What does Month of December mean to all of us???

My Mom said- “Working Out in Chilled Weather”….

My Dad said-“ The falling of leaves n the great autumnal colours”…

My Diaper Friend Aashaka said – “Parties” *wink-wink*…..

Few kids in my Society said – “Santa Claus”…

1 of My Students said – “Marriages”…

Other said – “Birthdays”…

My Mentor said – “Wishes”…..!!

There are soooo many diverse perceptions about this one month I wonder… aah! - “DECEMBER”  

A month where the days are Short n Sunny.. and Nights r Long n Loveable….

A month that means a lot more than Parties, Boozing, Dancing, Working Out, Autumn, Santa Claus, Marriages, Birthdays, Celebrations and Wishes…!!

This is a month of Learning, of Love, of Leaping Forward, of Joy, Of Loneliness, Of Commitment..  A month that exhibits ‘n’ number of Emotions…

It’s a month to Learn .. That as the year is ending.. our worries, tensions, grudges, and tears should end their itself and we must start afresh in the new year..with new commitments…to our ownselves first… Just Lyk The Trees that Shed their Leaves in this Season… Same way we must also Shed all our Negative thoughts here itself…

It’s a month of Love… Who doesn’t like cuddling up with ur loved ones on the winter mornings/night.. May it be ur husband, wife, boyfriend, girl friend, friends, parents, kids, students, etc… A cuddly teddy bear hug in the chilling weather gives warmth n affection that has no match with any another emotion…

It’s a month of Leaping Forward… Complete ur old ventures loyally.. and Start New Ventures with More Zest n Zeal.. and promise urself.. and make a Resolution.. U will believe in Urself..

It’s a month of Joy.. The lil joy that u see on the face of innocent kids…when they put in their heart and soul to best decorate their Christmas tree… So that the Santa grants them their wishes… The innocent smiles they have on their faces.. and the way they get excited on getting their wishes fulfilled.. Nothing matches the child’s innocent happiness that he/she gets from such small small things…Not only kids.. Even the adults too believe in this Imaginary Friend of theirs..

It’s a month of Loneliness…  The tears that soak the fluffy pillow… coz the pillow besides it is vacant … on this cuddly nites…  Nothing worse than that… If u want u can try, Winter evenings n Nites will be the most loneliest if u have lost ur loved ones…  U ofcourse miss them time to time.. But still winter evenings n nites the amplitude of missing ur loved ones will reach heights..!! *mark it*

It’s a month of Commitment – Remember how the kiddos write letter to Santa Claus, with address of North Pole, explaining Santa that how good they had been all through the year and commit that they will be the same next year too…So that Santa grants them whateva they have written in their wishlist…!! Let the kids be.. even we-adults do make commitments and resolutions by the end of this month.. and start planning about it..!!

It’s a month where holding hands, watching clear star studded night means a lot..

It’s a month where long morning walks in the cool sweat-shirts means a lot…

It’s a month where the person who plays the role of Santa at malls n streets  earns his bread n butter … Dances to random tunes.. hiding his tears… so that the kids n adults stay happy.. No matter how cold the weather is… He greets everyone with his warm hugs n brings smiles… *HO-HO-HO*

It’s a month..where people just commit to each other so that they can get to attend Dance Party, the passes of which Strictly say – “only Couples allowed”

It’s a month where even if u sleep for 5 mins after dismissing the alarm in the mobile.. it turns outta be an hour magically…

It's a month of holidays for few..who r lucky enough to get Christmas Vacation...!! (*m not..and even if i got I prefer to work...*)

It’s a month of snow clad mountains, candles, stars, candies, ribbons, stockings, and beautiful colors of reds, greens and whites… Not to forget autumnal colours too…. The maple tree leaves…aah…!! (*not at all thinking of srk playing violin amidst of it*… LOL)

It’s a month where u get best fruits n veggies in ur diet…

It’s a month of angels, fairies, snowman,  santa… all of them come down together…  to fulfill our wishes.. in their own ways…

That reminds me…Let the kids be.. But to all the adults…  

Did you prepare your wish-list?? Do you expect gifts in ur stockings??? Are you going to where Red And/Or White on that Day?? Are you going to be Excited n Happy??? Or it wud be just lyk any other day?? If not … Lets do it this year…!!

We can not explain Santa that we were good kids this year and will be same next year..But we can surely promise ourselves that we will believe in ourselves, bring smiles,luv n cares to our loved ones .. and stay positive…!! 

We do not Expect gifts from Santa in our Stockings.. But how about gifting a small thing to a Friend, Parents, A Mentor or  a Kid.. Or may be the Santa at the Mall itself..??? How about bringing happiness on their faces???...  They say time n smiles are the best gifts u can give some1… So go… Give time to ur loved ones and bring smiles to them and to urself as well..

Stay Happy n Keep Smiling…!! Yaaa.. it’s a Month of Smiles n Togetherness too… 

Growing old is natural.. But Growing Up is a Choice…And so is losing Innocence…  Stay Innocent for a Day.. Neva let the Child inside U die --on this particular day atleast….!! .. It’s a Month U can Relive ur Childhood Again.. Go for it..!!

Go.. Grab a Pencil.. Paper.. and Jot Down ur Wish List with Ur Cuppa Coffee in this Month of Wishes….!! 

Me all ready to Prepare Mine.. With the Cup of Orange Hazelnut Coffee…  *best thing ever*... Lets Celebrate this Month of Wishes, Smiles n Togetherness - Welcome December with Open Arms...!

P.S. - May I know any1 of the wishes on ur Secret Wish List??? (if its not that secret…)